You wear your scar bravely on your face
for all to see
While most of us try to conceal our scars
on the inside
that sometimes leak out and create chaos.
If we haven’t processed our own inner scars
we may not know how to be around you
Who so boldly shares theirs with the world
while we try to pick up pieces of ourselves
and patch them up sloppily on the inside.
If we’ve healed our inner scars
then yours on your face is no big deal.
It is not a reminder of our own unfinished business
but rather an accomplishment of something we have healed.
If we wallow in our scars
we are spoiled brats in a luxury of grief,
We piss away our now
and take for granted the grace and glory
of what we have.
If we don’t appreciate what we have, it, too, might be taken away
So to lament in sorrow over even the worst spilt milk
is a luxury we cannot afford.
Better to be on our knees
Thankful we have food on our plates
and clean bathrooms,
the ability to get place to place on our own
and to describe the view in front of us.
Being ever so thankful
for what is given to us, now.
Then we are not grieving snobs
and spoiled brats wallowing on what is missing
in a luxury of complaints,
Rather we are constantly humble,
Realizing what we do have.
We let go of our own proudness
of the scars we hold
as if we accomplished a ride to hell and back.
Bowing our heads now, humble,
no longer luxuriating in a grief we cannot afford
Instead we say “Thank You” to this moment
and eat our food with grace.
Your scar is on the outside for us to see
while we conceal ours.
Perhaps now we can heal
Because, after all, tomorrow is a new day.